What kind of students can Illustrious Virtue Hall even send out to fight?
In Du Busi's eyes, they're all just a bunch of nobodies.
No matter how strong the young master of the Ice God Palace, he is alone, can he really handle so many disciples from the Body Sect?
Besides, Long Aotian isn't a pushover either.
Long Aotian is even older than the young master of the Ice God Palace.
They're both geniuses, but when you're under twenty, being two or three years older makes a big difference.
No matter how outstanding that young master of the Ice God Palace is, at most, he's just a Soul Emperor because of his age.
In Du Busi's view, with Long Aotian already being a Soul Sage, dealing with a Soul Emperor shouldn't be a big problem.
Even if this Soul Emperor has an ultimate martial soul, Long Aotian is still a Soul Sage with a main body martial soul.
Once he unleashes his martial soul's true form, he should still have the upper hand.
No contest—the advantage is ours.
Du Busi was full of confidence.
Long Aotian was equally confident and readily agreed, "Rest assured, Sect Master, I'll do my best to defeat the young master of the Ice God Palace."
"Good. Remember his name. It took me a long time to find it—he's called Su Yu."
"Yes, Sect Master."
Du Busi nodded with a smile, his old eyes flashing with a ghostly green light.
If we can't beat your Ice God Palace, at least we can disgust you a bit, can't we?
If you lose in front of everyone at the Soul Battle Tournament, I'm sure you won't have anything to say, right?
You lot, always targeting our Body Sect, it's time you paid a price.
Du Busi hummed to himself, his eyes full of expectation.
"Oh, right, Aotian, go easy when you make your move. Just win, don't go overboard."
He thought for a moment and added this reminder.
He was afraid Long Aotian would cripple Su Yu, and then the Ice God Palace would be furious.
If that happened, the Body Sect would be in trouble.
He just wanted to annoy the Ice God Palace and vent his anger, not make a life-or-death enemy of them.
After all, the Body Sect was a huge organization—Du Busi didn't dare to go too far.
He had a realistic sense of his strength.
"Uh… I understand," Long Aotian replied after a slight pause.
"Good. Remember that. Also, bring that little guy along this time—let him see the world."
"At his age, he can also participate in the Soul Battle Tournament."
"I thought he wouldn't make it, but now it seems I misjudged him. That kid's improvement speed is astonishing."
Du Busi seemed to remember something and said to Long Aotian.
Long Aotian replied, "I understand. I'll bring Little Junior Brother with me."
"Good."
Du Busi nodded and waved his hand.
Long Aotian quietly withdrew.
Du Busi's old eyes flickered, "Such a strange rate of improvement—what secret is this kid hiding?"
"If things keep going like this, he might even have a better chance of achieving a Golden Awakening than Aotian."
"The one I thought was useless has a chance for a comeback. Was I wrong, or did Shrek Academy hold him back?"
Du Busi muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the hall.
...
Radiant City.
As time went by, the Continental Elite Soul Master Sect Soul Battle Tournament was about to begin.
Teams from all corners of the four empires rushed to Radiant City.
Radiant City, already a bustling city, saw its population swell rapidly in a short time.
In the city center, the Bright Moon Hotel.
This was a large hotel, also serving as the registration and residence for contestants.
Bright Moon Hotel was silver-white, simple, and elegant, with a metallic feel.
Entering the hotel, there was a huge lobby, several thousand square meters, bustling with many people.
"So this is the Bright Moon Hotel?"
At this moment, a team arrived.
There were seven in this group, all wearing matching black uniforms with gold trim at the collars and sleeves.
Black with gold accents—deep yet noble.
On the left chest of the uniform, a sword-shaped badge; on the back, a large character for "Zhu" (Slayer), bold and sharp, like a divine blade.
Walking together, the seven exuded an aura that seemed to dominate the world.
Worth noting, that among the seven, only one was male—the rest were all women.
And all rare beauties.
Their unusual combination and remarkable presence drew many eyes.
This group, of course, was Su Yu and his companions.
Their uniforms marked them as representing the Holy Slayer Palace.
"This is the Bright Moon Hotel, the largest and best in all of Radiant City," Su Yu said casually, leading the women inside.
As soon as they entered, a girl in a silver dress greeted them.
Under her care, they were led to a sofa in the lobby.
The attendant soon brought drinks and snacks, providing excellent service.
"There are a lot of people here," Wang Dong'er looked around—people everywhere as far as the eye could see.
"This tournament allows sects to participate, so there are at least twice as many teams as last time. The crowds are natural," Su Yu said, sipping juice.
"But they're all just nobodies, not worth mentioning," Di Mingli said with her head held high, dismissive.
She didn't think much of the teams present.
"That's not entirely fair. There are some decent ones—just not on your level. And the really strong teams haven't arrived yet," Su Yu replied with a light smile.
Even now, there were more teams with Soul Emperors than one could count on one hand.
Not bad at all.
Any sect that can train a Soul Emperor under twenty is pretty impressive.
In the last tournament, a team with a Soul Emperor was a strong contender for the championship.
But this time, just having a Soul Emperor isn't enough.
With all the elite soul masters gathered, there's always someone better.
This year, only teams with Soul Sages can rule.
Soul Emperors just don't have the dominance anymore.
"I want to see what those strong teams are capable of," Di Mingli huffed.
As the inheritor of the Golden Dragon bloodline, she was a natural fighter.
Su Yu smiled but didn't comment.
He already knew which teams were worth watching.
He crossed his legs and looked around idly.
A moment later, Su Yu raised an eyebrow. "Hmm, an old acquaintance is coming."
"An acquaintance?" The girls blinked.
Following Su Yu's gaze, they saw a group approaching.
At the front was someone most people here recognized—Princess Xu Jiujiu of Star Lou Empire.
"Oh, it is an old friend. Is she here for you?" Wang Dong'er looked at Su Yu, her tone a little jealous.
She knew Xu Jiujiu well—they'd even had a falling out.
She only learned later that her two Uncles had taught Xu Jiujiu a lesson.
No wonder Xu Jiujiu's attitude changed so much—she'd been beaten.
She'd wondered why Xu Jiujiu apologized.
Wang Dong'er didn't like Xu Jiujiu much—not just because of their past, but also because Xu Jiujiu had designs on Su Yu.
Did she think Wang Dong'er couldn't tell? Xu Jiujiu's looks at Su Yu were off from the start.
This schemer had her eyes on Su Yu from the beginning and with strong ulterior motives.
She might not seem clever, but Wang Dong'er was very sensitive about this.
So she disliked Xu Jiujiu.
She wouldn't allow anyone to try to use Su Yu for their secret ends.
She cherished her man too much to let some schemer near him.
"What are you jealous about?" Su Yu gave her a look, then turned forward.
By now, Xu Jiujiu had nearly reached them.
Behind her was a group of young people, mostly unfamiliar faces to Su Yu.
He glanced at them casually and looked away.
But in Xu Jiujiu's eyes, there was only Su Yu.
She stared at him, a hint of delight in her eyes. "Young Master Su Yu, it's really you!"
"Princess Jiujiu, long time no see," Su Yu smiled.
Xu Jiujiu smiled back, "I thought you looked familiar. It is you, Young Master Su Yu."
"You've left Illustrious Virtue Hall?" she asked, noticing that those around Su Yu had nothing to do with Illustrious Virtue Hall.
"This Soul Battle Tournament allows sects to compete, so I set up a small sect and brought everyone to have some fun," Su Yu said casually.
Xu Jiujiu giggled, "This isn't just for fun. All the girls around you are prodigies."
She looked at Su Yu's companions, her beautiful eyes narrowing.
All of them were stunning beauties.
Some she recognized; the others were not ordinary people.
Their aura alone proved as much.
"Miss Xue, Miss Nannan, long time no see," Xu Jiujiu greeted Xuedi and Jiang Nannan, both of whom she'd met at the Ice God Palace.
They replied briefly.
Xu Jiujiu glanced at the others—Lan Fozi and Di Mingli both left strong impressions.
None of these girls were simple.
When she looked at Wang Dong'er, Xu Jiujiu's eyelid twitched—the familiar face brought back some unpleasant memories.
"And you are?" she asked Wang Dong'er, unsure.
"Princess Jiujiu, you do forget people. We've met before," Wang Dong'er said with a sweet smile. "Back in Star Luo City, you even wanted to keep me behind alone."
Xu Jiujiu's pupils contracted. "You… you're Wang Dong?"
"You… you're a girl?!"
If there was anyone Xu Jiujiu least wanted to remember, it was Tai Tan.
Back then, her beautiful long legs almost got chopped off by Tai Tan.
The brutality of that gorilla still scared Xu Jiujiu to this day.
Not just her, but even Xu Jiawei was wary of the Clear Sky Sect.
And they offended the Clear Sky Sect all because they accidentally provoked Wang Dong.
How could she forget?
Seeing Xu Jiujiu's shock, Wang Dong'er spread her hands and laughed. "Allow me to introduce myself: I'm Wang Dong'er, the young mistress of the Clear Sky Sect. Wang Dong was just my alias."
"Disguised as a man?" Xu Jiujiu realized—no wonder Wang Dong hadn't seemed interested in her beauty. She wasn't a man at all.
Xu Jiujiu twitched. What a situation.
"When did you find out?" she asked Su Yu.
She remembered Wang Dong being inseparable from Su Yu.
Wang Dong'er pouted, "He always knew. This guy is the worst."
Xu Jiujiu immediately shut her mouth.
If Wang Dong'er dared say that, she didn't dare agree.
The Ice God Palace was stronger than the Clear Sky Sect, and she couldn't even afford to offend the latter.
Su Yu smiled and changed the subject, "So this is the Star Lou National Academy's team?"
"They all look spirited and impressive."
Xu Jiujiu smiled bitterly, "We can't compare to you, Young Master Su Yu. We're just here to gain experience."
"Princess Jiujiu, you're too modest."
After a few polite exchanges, Xu Jiujiu invited, "Young Master Su Yu, will you have some time later? There's something I'd like to discuss with you."
Her gaze was gentle and clear, her brows elegant, her face exquisitely beautiful and fair—truly stunning.
In terms of looks, she was no less than Jiang Nannan.
But who here wasn't a beauty?
Xuedi and Di Mingli were breathtakingly beautiful.
If they weren't wearing veils, who knows what kind of commotion they'd cause.
Even so, many people glanced their way.
So many beauties—it was hard not to attract attention.
Wang Dong'er was annoyed. This schemer still had unrealistic hopes for Su Yu.
She snorted, "If Princess Jiujiu has something to say, she can just say it here to my Xiao Su."
"Is there something that can't be said in public?"
Xu Jiujiu's face stiffened, but she quickly recovered and forced a smile, "You're right, Miss Dong'er. There's nothing shady about it."
"It's just that it's a bit confidential, and there are a lot of people here. It's not very suitable."
"Young Master Su Yu, maybe we can arrange a time to talk?"